Saturday, July 21, 2012

(I took Brock's 3 year pictures. The sun was so bright. I didn't get very many good shots :( )

I started this post back in October before I had Zander. I just realized the I never posted it. I don't think it's really how I wanted it to be, I wanted to add some pictures of his birthday and other things possibly. But I wanted to post it. I really love the thoughts I had, and I had forgotten about them. So here's my post of Brock's 3rd birthday.... 9 months ago.

I feel like such a slacker this year. We didn't do much for Brock for his 3rd birthday. With Zander coming so soon, I didn't have much energy, or motivation... or money ha ha. But I'm pretty sure he still had fun. His favorite thing in the world is playing with his friends. He gets up every morning and says, "I go my friends house?" "I go to Carson's house?" "I go to Talmage and Lindsey's?" EVERY DAY, no lie. He loves playing with friends. The other day we left church after sacrament because I was tired and ready to have Zander, so he didn't go to nursery and he pitched the biggest fit. "I WANT TO PLAY WITH MY FRIENDS!!!" So we just had his birthday party at the park, invited his friends and had cupcakes. Pretty simple, pretty boring. But he had a lot of fun, I'm sure.

We sure love this little guy. I have been thinking a lot lately about our new baby coming and even though I couldn't be more excited to add another baby to our family, I'm also sad about having to share my love with another child. I know that sounds so bizarre, but I never want Brock to feel left out, or replaced. I know my love can grow, and it will and I will love them both the same, both in their own ways, I just get so worried that Brock won't feel like he's loved as much. I've been thinking a lot about the one on one time we have had with him. I'm going to miss that. He is my favorite little boy in the world.

Those of you who know Brock, know him as a friendly kid. Also a little mischievous, most the time very happy, on occasion defiant, can be hyper, very crazy, funny, loud, a little stinker... He is all of those things, and I really love him for all of it. Even when he is getting into trouble, or running away, or making me crazy, because he is my little boy and that is who he is.

But there is also a side (or sides) of Brock that many of you don't always see. His tender side. His polite side. His careful side. His caring, helpful, loving, concerned, overjoyed side. Brock is such a sweetheart, and always has been. He is genuinely concerned about people. Wants to know if I'm happy, or other people around us are happy. Or asks if someone is sad, "why are they sad, I kiss it better?' Asks me how my day at work was. Tells me, "I like your hair like that mommy." Or "You look cute mommy!" He says please and thank you, and excuse me. He tells me often, "thank you for making my buddy for me" (his buddy is a little tag blanket. he calls them buddies. I made one for him and fixed his other one, but he loves them and tells me thanks for them a lot). He complements my shoes, "cute shoes mommy." He tells me I look cute. Says, "this dinner is delicious mommy, thank you." He came to visit me at the hospital after having Zander and he told me, "it's ok, you don't hold me mommy, cuz you have an owie on your tummy." When he hugged me, he stuck his butt way far out so he wouldn't touch my owie. He gave Zander soft tender kisses and pats on the head. He always wants to help me cook dinner, or put the movie in the DVD player, or feed the dogs, or make his bed, or anything that I'm doing. He always wants to snuggle with me on the couch and watch a movie. He has these smiles, where he cranks his head to the side, that just make me happy from head to toe when he sees me. He tells me, "mommy I'm so happy you're home." Or if he's been naughty, he'll tell me later, "mommy, I sorry I screamed." or "sorry I broke my bat." or "sorry I made you mad, I don't want you mad, I want you happy, you happy mom?" He seriously melts my heart, and I hate that phrase, but I don't have any other words to describe it. He makes my whole body smile. He also is the funniest little guy. He has a great imagination and loves to play and make up stuff while he's playing. I love listening to him. He tries to make deals with me. "Mommy, you eat dinner, I'll eat ice cream, ok? that's a deal, I'm the boss..." he'll say. Then with his one little finger in the air and looking at me very seriously he says "Just snuggle with me for ooooone (the one part held out) minute, then you can clean the kitchen."

So even though he is a crazy child, and he tries my patience, and seems to be getting worse by the day... he makes up for it in other ways. At the end of the day when he is insisting that we sing one more song, "buzz and woody" (you've gotta friend in me) and he needs one more kiss, and one more 'weeeyeey big hug'. It is all worth it. He makes me so happy.

Oh my gosh!! He cracks me up!

Funny things Brock has said:

-'I wanna go to the bank mom.' the bank is closed. 'I wanna open it mom.'
-'Mom, smell my breath, it smells like water.'
-I wouldn't let Brock out of his car seat at the gas station and he says ... 'Oh my gosh, you gotta be kidding me.'
-Brock drank the last of his milk and was sucking the bubbles until it was gone and then said, 'it's out if batteries.'
-At dinner Darrik says 'if you don't quit playing with your straw you're going to go to time out.' And Brock says, 'no daddy, that will make me sad.'
-Brock was watching a movie and asked me to come sit by him. When I did he clasped his hands together under his chin and said 'I'm so glad you came to sit by me.'
-'Heny fader thank a food, many blessings, bless mommy's butt feel better, name jesus christ amen.' Then after he says, 'mom! Your butt feel better I said it!'
-'mommy, your breath is Yucky. You eat poop?'
-he was drawing with chalk with Kacie and he told her to draw herself. She asked if she should wear a dress or shirt and pants. He said, naked pants??
-at red robin: he saw cute older girls. He says, mommy, they weewy cute. They have boobs?
-if something is fragile, or glass and he know it he says, this is weewy weewy glass, huh mommy.
-I told brock last night to tell daddy before his game, good luck, don't suck (something my mom used to tell my sisters before soccer games). Tonight as I'm leaving Brock's room he says to me, bye mommy, see you in the morning... And don't suck.
-mommy! I'm so glad you're here!
-I don't like your hair like that mommy. (pony tail) I like it down.
-I painted my toenails yellow and Brock saw it and said, your toesies yellow? Me: ya do you hate it? B: ya I hate it.
- Brock looked at Darriks Camo shorts and asked, "are those bad guy pants?"
- Brock looked at Darrik's junk and said, "you have dog hair on your penis!"
- "You have dinner, and I'll have ice cream!"
- Brock started to get a cold. He had a stuffy nose. I told him he needed to take a nap so he would get better. When he woke up he said to me, "I'm not sick anymore. My nose isn't cold. Feel it mommy, it's warm."
- the bad guys pull your penis off? And now you cant pee?
- mommy, I have tears on my eyes.
- I'm talking to my butt hole... Poo bum poo. It won't listen to me.
- mom go around that car. I cant I'll get a ticket. No, the police man said yes, you can go around him.
-Gosh damn it mom. Why you throw my root beer away. Oh my damn it! It's in the garbage.
-how was work mommy?
-when he sees African Americans or guys in army fatigues he says "they bad guys?"
-I don't want to do it, it's my birthday.
-I don't want to watch the prophet. (conference Sunday, brocks bday)
-Happy Birthday to me...
-I was sleeping on the couch and he came up to me and said, do you want a blanket mommy?
-I don't want to go to grandmas house. I want to stay home. My home is cute and wonderful! I don't like grandmas house.
-are you kidding me?
-Mom, my tummys talking, you better feed it warm ice cream and a smoothie.
-you driving me crazy
-see, the doctors nice Brock. No, he hitted me with a hammer.
-mommy, you're a princess. Thank you princess. Dance with me princess.
-no you're not a princess, you're a mommy. I want you to be a mommy.
-I asked him to help me pick out my what Zander wears. He said, I want him to wear the bad guy shirt (camouflage one)
-(talking to Zander) Hey guy!
-I don't want to be a mummy, I want to be a daddy.
-you're not a race car driver daddy. You need to be on a race
track. Thats wrong daddy. (Darrik was driving fast)
-I love you flower (every night before he goes to bed)
-warm ice cream (cream of wheat)
-I have dirt in my crack hole (dirt in the cracks of the bottom of his shoes)
-ceder (cereal)
-mommy, you wipe my tears off?
-good morning guys! (as he walks into our room in the morning)
-there's a cute girl over there.
-I'm dancing like a girl. (shaking his bum)
-Are you doing the pee pee dance? No it's the poop dance.
-I don't want to kiss you on your stinky breath.
- oh boy!
-Brock: mommy can you do something fun?
Mom: something fun? Like what?
Brock: like buy me a race car track tomorrow?
-mom: it's time for bed. Where's the sun?
Brock: i dont know?
Mom: Where does the sun go when it gets dark?
Brock: it wakes up and goes to its friends house.
-mom and dad, your talking is driving me crazy.
-I took candy away from B and he told me, 'you're ruining my life mom.'

Mom: my leg is asleep

Brock: rrrrraaaawwwwrrrrr (growling at my leg) I'm waking it up!! :)

Brock
took all the decorations and hid them. He said he was the grinch. And
he's taking our christmas, He's going to bring then back though in his
big bag.

-Me:
you can't bring your buddies cuz your backpack is full. Brock: I can
hold them in my hands. Me: you can't bring your sippy cup if your
backpack is full. Brock: yes i can, I can hold it and put it in my cup
hole (cup holder).

-I choked on my pickle. I'll have some root beer it will make it better.

-here mom, you do it. (dusting) its making me sweaty.

-Nanny
has army mans on her Dr Pepper drink. Army mans protect us and keep us
safe. Dr Pepper drinks make us fat. Like nanny. I don't want to be fat.

-Me: be careful outside. B: I will, I'll watch out for monsters and crocodiles.

-I'm so glad to be home. I love my couch, grandmas couch is cold, our couch is so warm.

-daddy, your penis looks like a hot dog.

-if I break my neck my head will fall off and when I walk around I will run into stuff cuz I can't see.

-listen... (sniff sniff in and out) I can't breathe, something is making it hard. Me: what is it? B: a really really big booger!

-Darrik Queen

-(to kacie) I want to marry you.

-his roll was hot so ate it by leaning down and biting it. Then did little blows on it.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Lots of love in our house for this little guy. Zander has been a lot of fun. Brock has to be right by him all the time. He asks about him constantly. "Where's my Z?, What's Sander (can't quite get the Z) doing?, Sander coming with us?, Sander sleeping? Sander happy? You want to see my baby? You want to touch my brother?" Brock absolutely adores his little brother. He also loves to torment him. I didn't have brothers, but I'm guessing this is what they do? He likes to flick his binky out of his mouth, unwrap him from his blankets, poke his soft spot, wake him up, throw his binky, yell really loud right in his face when he's sleeping...

Zander is a healthy baby. He is gaining weight really well. He eats really good. 5-7 times a day. He was 8 lbs 3 oz at his 3 week (supposed to be 2 week) appointment. He is still sleeping really well. Eats usually around 10 PM and sleeps until about 5 or 6 AM. Sometimes until 8. He has been a little bit gassy. It's really sad because he screams bloody murder for about 10 seconds, then calms down for a few minutes, then wails out again. We keep the gripe water close at hand.

He likes to cuddle. I love this. Brock never did. It's hard now to cuddle him though because Brock wants all the attention. As soon as I'm done feeding Zander, Brock wants him back in his bed, or in his bouncer. I try to get the cuddle time though before Brock wakes up and after he goes to bed at night.

Zander is still in new born clothes. Brock was in new born clothes for about 5 days, so it's been fun to be able to dress him in all of his cute things a couple of times. He is growing really well, but he is still so tiny and I love it.

Here's some pictures from his first month... in no order what so ever...

Brock took this picture... ha ha.

Never mind the hole in his crotch...

All bundeled up for our walk to the duck pond.

Hated his first bath. He screamed the entire time. I think the water might have been too cold. He hasn't cried at all during his other baths.

With Cousin Evi. I can't believe how big she's getting. Cute cousins!

This one's blurry, it's from my phone. But it's pretty funny...

Poor baby belly button. It just started bleeding one day. I woke up to find it like this.

Monday, November 7, 2011

This is long overdue. Zander is almost 1 month old now and has been such a joy to have in our home.

Zanders actual due date was October 17, one week later than Zander was born. We had a C-section scheduled since there were some complications last time, and it was looking like the same thing again this time.

The night before Zander was born. 39 weeks.

We got to the hospital at 5:30 for the C-section scheduled at 7:30 am. The doctor ended up being a little late and we couldn't start until 8:45. I had been scared about being cut open again, the IV, the needles and all of that, but it was so early that I was mostly focused on how tired I was. When we found out the delivery was moved back I got really nervous. I had received a blessing from Darrik the night before, so I knew everything was going to be okay, but it was still a scary thing for me.

The nurse came in around 6:30 to put my IV in and I'm not even joking, this was the most painful part. She put it in the top of my hand and once it was in she had to wiggle it around A LOT to get the blood to come out enough to fill two vials. I am a huge baby when it comes to this sort of thing and I almost passed out. They had to put me on oxygen because I was so light-headed. It really did hurt so bad.

We got into the operating room at 8:30. I received my spinal shot about 8:40. I was scared for this, but I barely felt it, and then I felt nothing. That was nice.

The doctor came in at 8:45 to start and Zander was born at 8:57. 12 min later. I could feel pressure on my abdomen, pulling, and tugging and the doctor said, "he's almost out." shortly after that I heard him cry for the first time. A cry I have never heard, but yet I knew was my baby. He was out, he was okay, he was crying like he was supposed to. I couldn't help it, I just started bawling uncontrollably (and I'm crying now). I could feel this incredible love for this child that I've never met, but I knew him.

They held him up over the sheet and I saw my bald baby boy for the first time. He was perfect, and so tiny. My second little red head.

Zander is such a good baby. I am so blessed with angel babies. I really feel undeserving, but it's true. Brock slept about 7 hours the first night in the hospital and did every night since then and Zander is just following suit. Zander ate that first night at 9:30 and finished around 10:15, and I sent him to the nursery so I could sleep for a little while. Then promptly at 1:00 am, the nurse bright him to me and said, "he's hungry mom!" I cuddled him and gave him his binky and he fell immediately back to sleep and didn't wake up until about 5 am. He has kept this routine for the past two weeks. Last feeding around 9 or 10, and then sleeping until at least 5:00, sometimes later. I think being able to get some good rest is how I've been able to recover so quickly. So thanks Zander!

He is also eating like a champ. He latched on great the first time and just went to town like no body's business. He was already back up to his birth weight by his 5 day after the hospital checkup, actually 7 lbs 3 oz, so am ounce more than birth weight. So the doctor gave me permission to let him sleep as long as he does since he is still gaining good weight.

Zander brought Brock a toy, a Buzz Lightyear!! Brock thought his new brother was pretty cool. Brock really loves his little brother, almost too much. He is a big helper and always wants to do things for him. Every time Brock hears Zander cry he will run to where ever he is and on his way say, 'I'm coming Z, I help you.' He is also a stinker and probably feeling left out. He's been acting up a lot more. Yanking Zander's binky out and throwing it across the room, or poking his soft spot. It's been fun and also a challenge trying to help him adjust to a new brother. I know they will be best buds. Brock says things every day about helping Zander grow up to be big and strong like him so they can play. He always wants to show him to everyone and ask them if they want to touch his brother. He says about a hundred times a day, 'he's so cute!' It's really sweet.

Zander had a tiny bit of jaundice at birth, but didn't have to do any treatments. It's just got better on its own. He doesn't spit up that much. I think in two weeks he's spit up 10 times, and it has only been a little bit. He really doesn't cry too much. He did, however, hate cold baby wipes, and would pitch a huge fit every time he got changed. He also pooped 5 times that first day and ended up getting a diaper rash. That made him sad as well. He still poops a lot, like a lot a lot, and we have to keep the butt paste handy. But other then that he is a happy baby.

He has slept a lot these last two weeks, as new borns do. When he is awake he just looks around the room, just content. He fusses a little when he's hungry. On occasion, he'll get pretty mad if I'm taking my time getting to him to feed him, but he can be calmed down with his binky pretty well.

In his car seat for the first time to go home. Paige made this cool car seat blanket. It has holes in it so the car seat straps can go through it. It's a clover shape so you can wrap him up tight. I love it.

There were lots of crazy people at the hospital to see Zander for the first time. We really appreciate the visitors.

Zander's name sake. This is my dad, Scott. We gave Zander his name for a middle name.

Thanks for coming to share this special time with us. It was really nice to have visitors at the hospital. I was there for 4 days and Darrik only took one day off of work. So I got lonely and kind of bored. You would think that I would have got this blog post done sooner, but I did take advantage of some good sleep time.

Welcome to the world little Z. You are loved very much, by so many people. We can't wait to watch you grow and develop. We love you so much.

Thanks for all the help we've received. We have had so many meals, help with Brock, help with my housework, presents, diapers, clothes, toys, treats. We are truly blessed. Thank you for your generosity. It really means a lot to us.

About Us

Welcome to the Robbins Report. Glad you could join us. A little about us, we have been married since August 2003, and have two little boys Brock and Zander. Darrik works at Ryerson and is going to school for Radiology. Kami graduated from Weber in 2006 and works at CampusBookRentals. Life is crazy, maniacal, exhausting, fun and good. Thank you for stopping by.